No seriously, the stack of CDs and LPs we received late Tuesday evening was literally dripping with the sheer amount of sexuality encased in these 1970s French beauties. Co-Owner Josh Wright was actually forced to put on a pair of gloves just to open and sort through each and every one of these sexified rarities. Sure blame the U-Haul driver, driven to lustful madness by the sheer presence of music this erotic, or just blame the good folk over at Vadim Records in France for having the swollen cajones to put out a slew of great discs. And hell blame us for unleashing them on your poor, poor, chaste souls.